Jian Chen lowered his body, couldn't see his face clearly, and after throwing down a word, he exerted force on his waist, turned his back suddenly, and carried the silver chain between Qianfeng and the Eight Dragons Silver Dart on his shoulder, hey!

The three warrior monks who had just been injured by Mingde couldn't help themselves again, and under the tangled psychology of being reluctant to drop the iron rod in their hands, they were suddenly lifted up by Jian Chen. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Bang——!

Mingde, who was about to continue the dislocated arm, didn't pay attention and was knocked to the ground by three people.

That's not all, when the yang stick stabbed Mingde's ribs, he let go, and at this moment, he held the yin stick with both hands, pulling with all his might, and the distance between the three warrior monks who had already slipped on the ground was extremely fast.

The already heavy body pressed down again.

"Hey ——!"

Suddenly with a roar, he actually made a move to fall over the shoulder, and the chaotic internal force was running wildly, and the three people behind him were raised to life.

"Let go!"

When Mingde saw it, he immediately drank violently.

He could see clearly that Ruo Jianchen threw the three of them out, and in the opposite direction, it was the other four junior disciples who had already pounced.

If these three knock over the other four, how will the Dharma Arhat Array still function?

The three people who were restrained by the iron rod were not idiots, they were just in a daze for a while, and at this moment, Mingde drank and suddenly came back to his senses.

It was useless to hold the iron rod again, and the three of them looked at each other in a critical moment, and suddenly had a tacit understanding.

Let go, out of the legs.

was already in the air, as soon as the iron rod was scattered, the body suddenly became lighter, and the three of them mustered up their strength, and they all pulled out one leg, and the leg power of the mountain cracked stone thumped three times, and all of them stepped on Jian Chen's back.

"Poof——!

Jian Chen's blood spurted wildly, all his chaotic internal force at the moment was in his hands, and at this moment it was the time when the protection was the weakest, if only one person's leg strength could still resist hard, and the three of them came out together, and the masculine internal force that was overwhelming suddenly broke through the defense in his body.

With the help of the legs of the three people, the body suddenly took two steps forward, just in time to step into the range of the iron rod smashed by the four people in front of him.

"Good time!"

The four of them looked happy, and they didn't hesitate anymore, and the iron rod in their hands was full of huge strength, and they divided the top of their heads and shoulders with fencing.

Knock ——!

Among the thirteen warrior monks, the other five were far away from the battle group and could not attack, but they also raised their sticks and stomped on the ground, using the superimposed formation to transmit internal force.

The danger of the situation has reached the point where it cannot be delayed, but Jian Chen's body is still bent hard, and he has not straightened up for half a minute.

To be hit!

The joy of the four warrior monks was even greater, and those who were more merciful had secretly calculated in their hearts whether to collect some strength at the last moment, so that they would not be killed on the spot.

Of the thirteen warrior monks, twelve of them all showed joy, and only one of them had a big change in complexion.

After Mingde let go angrily, the surprise on his face did not subside for half a minute, and he was rushing after Jian Chen's figure despite the injury on his left arm.

It's just that he didn't have to work lightly, and he got up from the ground and rushed out again, but it was too late in time, and he had no choice but to shout again: "Retreat!"

Who will return?

Everyone listened to this loud shout, but except for Jian Chen, everyone was confused.

At this moment, the situation is superior, why would the senior brother call back?

Don't...... The senior brother is kind-hearted, but he is reminding this evil thief?

However, it was only a moment, and four people immediately realized that Mingde's retreat was reminding themselves.

Just now, the three warrior monks let go, and they kicked Jian Chen with the same kick, and his body was lost for a while, which was a wonderful way to turn inferior into superior.

But they forgot that all along, it was not the body that Jian Chen had restrained them, but the iron rod of Qi Meijing.

The man was gone, but the iron rod was still tied to the long silver chain of the Eight Dragons Silver Dart.

Therefore, the attack of the four people who were smashed by Jian Chen over the shoulder was not interrupted, but the weapon of the attack was changed from a person to an iron rod.

Woo——!

The four warrior monks who were happy with the iron rods were too late when they realized that three iron rods tied together suddenly rushed out from Jian Chen's back.

Jian Chen exerted his strength first, and three more warrior monks were shocked to realize that something was wrong, and in this way, this iron rod was like a spring that had been pulled to the extreme, and it suddenly exploded, how fast and fast its speed was.

"Hmm!"

The four of them only had time to make a sound, and then they couldn't make any reaction, only heard a bang, and under the crazy gaze of everyone's eyelids, three iron rods were tightly tied together and smashed horizontally on the faces of the four people who were flying side by side.

Immediately, a large field of blood bloomed in the air, and I don't know if it was tooth blood or nosebleeds.

With a successful blow, Jian Chen did not hesitate, stretched out one hand to support the ground, and used this as a fulcrum, and his body spun rapidly.

Bang——!

There was another loud bang, and the three figures who kicked him on one leg were about to hit the ground, and before they could take a breath, they ended up with the same four people as the previous four, and were hit by their own iron rods in the chest.

"Humph!"

In the flash of light, Mingde finally arrived, his left arm was still hanging softly from his waist, and his right hand had abandoned the stick into a claw, with a snort, the claw took the shape of a dragon, and the angry five fingers were like a dragon's mouth wide open, and he bit Jian Chen's chest fiercely.

Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand - Angry Dragon Goes to Sea!

The claws were close to his chest, Jian Chen did not dodge or dodge, and directly raised his chest to meet him.

After he crashed into the seven people, he had already breathed a sigh of relief, and the chaotic internal force had retreated most of his hands, and his protective ability had increased a lot.

With Mingde's claw, with the assistance of five other warrior monks who were still intact, it would certainly hurt him, but the injuries should also be limited and within the range he could accept.

When the chest is raised, the angry dragon has arrived!

Brush ——!

The claws were so strong that most of the placket on his chest was immediately torn off, leaving five crimson paw prints on his chest.

Bang——!

Mingde didn't feel good, this claw used all his strength at the moment, but he just left a little skin trauma on the surface of Jian Chen's body, as for the fierce dragon-shaped claw strength, it only entered the other party's body, so he rushed back angrily, but his body shook suddenly.

His right arm also hung down with the softness, and he even dislocated it.

This is where the subtlety of the secret lies.

In the case that the difference between the realms of the two sides is not too big, the chaotic internal force of the Xuan Ming Jue is like a wide and deep water surface, the harder you slap it, the stronger the countershock force you will receive.

Mingde's claw was useless, how could Jian Chen give up such a good opportunity, he bent his elbow into a hammer at the moment, and his body stepped forward half a step into Mingde's arms, and the elbow hammer hit him hard and smashed into his chest,

Wow Oooooo——!oo

Feng Shui takes turns, and at this moment, it is Mingde, who is extremely strong just now, who vomits blood and flies back.

"Senior brother!"

Seeing that Mingde was injured, the five people who were still intact suddenly became confused, and rushed forward with sticks.

After only taking two steps, one of the five people suddenly shook his body, and his face changed greatly: "Look at it!"

Following his fingers, he saw that where Jian Chen's chest was scratched by a claw, a piece wrapped in yellow cloth was swaying and falling out of his arms.

This yellow cloth, this size, is extremely familiar to Shaolin disciples.